A Jersey Family Returns to WDW for Jersey Week 2005 -- **Chapter 7 Now Up**

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My trip report from our 2004 adventure to WDW during Jersey Week can be found here.

If my epic telling of last year’s trip has piqued your interest, or you’re simply bored at work, or you vicariously enjoy the sometimes comic misadventures of other people’s vacations, read on fellow DISers. The Cast of Characters for our recent trip is unchanged from last year’s trip report, except that we are, of course, all one year older.

Me – Still the planner of this year’s Disney adventure (there’s no way I’m ever relinquishing this job). As this was our 3rd consecutive year visiting WDW and due to circumstances to be later described, the touring schedule was more flexible than ever before. My commando mentality was probably a 4 out of 10 this year, compared to last year’s 6.5 and 2003’s “off the charts” 11.

DW – Occasionally lived up to last year’s “Stick in the Mud” label with at least a daily reminder that my much improved commando mentality should still be toned down a notch (I was already down to a 4 on this trip – there ain’t much lower I can go). Here’s a good example. Our family of 5 arrives in Fantasyland at MK. I suggest that I run over to Splash Mountain to grab fastpasses while DW and kids ride Snow White. DW’s response: “Why do you have to run ahead? Can’t we all stay together? Why are you always running off?” I’m thinking to myself, “Holy crap. Does she know that in addition to grabbing fastpasses, I’m going to sneak in a pretzel, root beer float, and a couple of rounds at the Frontierland Shooting Arcade while I’m gone?” Nevertheless, DW is, of course, quite pleased when we later pass by hundreds of envious faces on the standby line at Splash as we parade along the Fastpass line singing Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah. To be completely fair, I believe DW enjoys the WDW experience almost as much as I do, and I am completely devoted to her for wanting to return year after year and regulating all planning exclusively to me. What a gal.

DS 7 – Second grader who joined the thrill ride seeker team on this trip.

DS 5 – Kindergartener who can’t stop talking about riding all 3 “mountains.”

DD 3 – Best described as our belligerent, cantankerous, must get her own way, constant battle of wills, relentless “Disney Princess.” Rode everything she was tall enough to ride and was “as tough as nails” on Tower of Terror. That’s right … Tower of Terror at age 3!! Enough said.

Epilogue

This year’s trip was supposed to be a short one. We had 4 days planned in Orlando to be followed by 4 days to South Florida visiting my stepmom and her husband. The plan was supposed to include one day in MGM/Epcot, one day in MK, one day at Typhoon Lagoon, and one day at Seaworld. When I planned the trip several months earlier, DW asked, “Are you sure you’re going to be able to handle just 2 days in the Disney Parks?” At the time I thought that the 4 days in Orlando would satisfy me just fine. We had spent full weeks in WDW the previous two years, and we would have sufficient time to hit the major attractions during our 2 days in the Disney Parks. We had leftover parkhoppers from last year’s trip to cover most of the park admissions and decided on a moderate resort to keep costs in check. The short trip was well planned and financially stable. “No problem,” I responded.

About 3 weeks before our trip I remarked to DW, “Wouldn’t it be sweet if we were somehow able to spend all 8 days in Orlando and skip South Florida altogether.” DW just shrugged at me derisively.

And then two weeks or so before our trip, Hurricane Wilma hit South Florida. When I had heard that Orlando had not been impacted and knew that the first leg of our trip would not be affected, I really didn’t focus much attention on the devastation the hurricane had on South Florida. When Wilma hit, my Florida family was still in New York. They were supposed to head down to South Florida around the same time my family was to travel to Orlando and beat us to South Florida by a few days. However, they began to receive reports from their FL neighbors of power outages, closed supermarkets, banks and gas stations, property damage to their home, etc.

At the 10 day mark before our trip was to begin, my stepmom and I didn’t yet know it, but we had embarked in a game of chicken. An opportunity (albeit a somewhat tragic one in the form of a hurricane) had presented itself for me to possibly double the length of my stay in Orlando. I began to salivate like a starving dog. The hurricane also presented an opportunity for my stepmom to delay her trip to Florida until after Thanksgiving which she apparently desired, but I didn’t know at the time. The game of chicken was on. We both expressed our extreme disappointment that we might not be able to spend time together in South Florida due to the hurricane without, of course, showing to the other our mutual hidden desires to avoid South Florida altogether. We agreed to wait a couple of days before making any final decisions about aborting our South Florida get together. At the 8 day mark we agreed that I should look into extending my stay in Orlando. At the 5 day mark (the deadline to cancel WDW hotel reservations), the decision to abort became final. The game was expertly played by us both. No feelings were hurt. Remorse was expressed all around. Our “healthy” interfamily dynamic was kept intact with smoke and mirrors.

At this point, complete panic set in. Where are we going to stay the extra 4 nights? What should I do about park admissions? Should I consider some days at Universal? Will I be able to get ADRs for the additional days? Do I need a new touring plan? Where is the closest bank to rob for the extra cash I’ll now need? Can a Category 4 Disney Commando handle four completely unplanned days in WDW? Hopefully time will permit me over the next few days to tell the story of a Jersey Family’s return to WDW during Jersey Week 2005.
 
Love your comment about the healthy family dynamic helped by smoke and mirrors!!! That is so true and there would be less problems in most families if there were more judicious use of smoke and mirrors! I'm really curious where you ended up staying, because we were there last weekend and had a bit of a hard time getting reservations!
Waiting for the next installment!
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In the weeks preceding our departure to WDW, something was “off.” The excitement, the anticipation, the magic wasn’t quite present. Was it because we had only a couple of days planned to visit the Disney theme parks? Had the Disney thing become too routine since this was our 3rd trip in the past three years? I couldn’t put my finger on it.

For our 2003 trip, when I was in my “off the charts” commando mode, I suffered from overplanning syndrome. I was constantly on Internet boards, reading the unofficial guide, and charting our days in 10 minute intervals. For our 2004 trip, I focused my attention on extensive planning of “extras”, like buying pins to trade in advance of our trip, ordering the kids Disney name tags, booking Hoop Dee Doo, character meals and the pirate’s cruise, MNSSHP, ordering a Cinderella slipper dessert, etc. For this trip, I made a few ADRs before our trip and then basically ran out of things to do. I had a craving, an addiction, a need to plan more, yet there was really nothing more to do. A general malaise set in and the ho-hum feeling of “we’re going to Disney again” persisted.

A quick aside on luggage and packing. Last year DW packed our family of 5 into 2 large suitcases and a carryon. She way overpacked and the suitcases were hernia-heavy. (I had to tip $5/bag as opposed to the traditional $1 to $2/bag to anyone that handled our luggage. No doubt multiple bellhops, limo drivers, and airline curbside attendants ended up seeking long term chiropractic treatment after lifting our luggage.) This created a problem last year when the suitcases exceeded the 50 pound maximum allowed by the airlines. I refer you to last year’s trip report for that glorious day at the airport.

Fast forward to this year and DW vows she has packed the bags much lighter than last year. The 2 big suitcases feel pretty heavy, but I am at least able to load them into the car on my own this time around without needing the help of a couple of my neighbors. At check-in with Jet Blue I whisper to DW that the suitcases better weigh under 50 lbs each. The moment of suspense is here. It feels like the weigh in for a heavyweight championship fight. The first suit case tips the scale at 53 lbs. I groan and start thinking some not so nice things to DW. The second suit case weighs in at 51 lbs. There’s a lot of confusion and commotion going on during the second weigh in. Also a lot like a heavyweight championship fight. DS7 and DD are chasing each other and not listening to DW or myself, and DS5 is 20 feet away day-dreaming and generally paying no attention to where he needs to be. I don’t know whether the check-in woman showed us mercy or simply missed our illegal overweight suitcases. In any event, I swallowed the barrage of not so nice words for DW that were on the tip of my tongue and we headed off to the gate.

The flight down from Newark to Orlando was uneventful – thank you Jet Blue!! Unlike our air travel last year, DD did not torture the passenger seated next to her. Would someone please tell me whether their kids get as excited as mine by the monorail ride at MCO from the arrival gate to baggage claim? You’d think we were traveling from the Grand Floridian to the Magic Kingdom. In all honesty, the kids’ excitement was exactly what I had been searching for the past few weeks. Maybe now that we had touched down in Florida the magic had settled in.

We did the car rental thing for the first time. As part of the original plan to visit South Florida, our return travel was still out of the West Palm Beach airport, so we arranged for a car rental. We used Dollar and it went very smoothly. We ended up with a Town & Country minivan which was fine, but my Honda Odyssey rocks the Town & Country. Just in case you were interested.

We did a supermarket stop on the way at a Super Walmart. I wasn’t sure of the temperature, but knew it had to be under 80 degrees since the locals were all dressed in long pants. Picked up a case of water, some snacks, some flip-flops for the boys, and a pair of sneakers for DD with soles so thick that she might elevate high enough to sneak onto 42” height requirement rides.

It was around 1:30 p.m. and everyone was hungry for lunch. We decided to hit DTD West Side which I had never visited and ate at House of Blues. I’m sure that House of Blues has its fans, but I don’t anticipate a revisit too soon. My Shrimp Po Boy was nothing to write home about. DW’s cheeseburger looked pretty good. The clear winner among the kids’ choices were the chicken fingers ordered by DS7. DS5 ate some of his pizza, but wanted DS7’s chicken fingers. DD3 ignored her hot dog, and wanted DS7’s chicken fingers and DS5’s pizza. She whined and carried on until her brothers each coughed up some of their lunch. The girl is relentless. “Surrender” is simply not a concept she recognizes. She constantly reminded us of this at every possible moment on this trip.

I had checked and La Nouba tickets were available for that night’s shows. We had no firm plans for the evening and we toyed with the idea of buying tickets. The bleeding of my wallet had really not yet begun, we had only been in Florida for a couple of hours, and I was ready to spend, spend, spend. We decided to wait until later in the day. If our evening remained free, maybe we would take the plunge.

Up next, Port Orleans Riverside and dinner at Whispering Canyon Café.
 
The issue of the on-site resort options available to a family of 5 is continuously discussed on the Resorts board. If you want to stay on site, your options are generally limited to a deluxe, Port Orleans Riverside (POR), two rooms in a value resort, or Fort Wilderness cabins. On our two previous trips, we were fortunate enough to stay at Wilderness Lodge and Polynesian. We loved them both and would return to either in a heartbeat. When we booked this trip thinking it would only be for 4 days with most of our park admissions already paid for, the plan was to contain costs. Of the aforesaid options, POR was the most cost effective alternative. DW and I had stayed at POR when it was Dixie Landings many years earlier and figured this was a good choice.

When our 4 nights in Disney turned into 8 nights in Disney less than a week before our departure, I tried to book POR for the additional nights. However, apparently the combination of it being Jersey Week (curse you fellow Garden Staters), Veteran’s Day, and Soap Weekend at MGM made room availability a problem. We were able to get Nights 5 & 6 at POR, Night 7 at All Star Sports (2 rooms), and Night 8 we were going to be homeless (we figured we would camp out in Minnie’s and Mickey’s homes in Toontown Fair if necessary).

Upon entering the lobby and check-in area of POR, I couldn’t help but compare my first impressions when I entered the WL’s striking lobby and Poly’s rain forest waterfall. Don’t get me wrong, POR was nice and in keeping with its theme, but I was drawing an unfair comparison. Unfortunately, I continued to draw such unfair comparisons throughout our stay at POR.

We waited about 10 minutes in line before we were greeted by one of the strangest CMs I have encountered at WDW. Granted, I didn’t make things easy for her when I explained my situation as follows:

Me: “I have one reservation for 4 nights at POR, I have a second reservation for 2 nights at POR, I have a third reservation for 1 night at All Star Sports which I would like to change to POR, and I have no reservation for my last night but would really like to stay at your hotel. And, by the way, I would prefer to stay in the same room at POR for the entire length of our stay.” Succinct and to the point I thought.

CM: “You know. I’m kind of new here. And you should also know that I decided today to cut back on my caffeine intake. Instead of my usual 4 cups of coffee, I’ve only had a half a cup today. So, I’m not really functioning the way I should. Could you explain all that to me again.”

Me: I obliged, took out all of my reservation confirmations, held the CM’s jittery caffeine deprived hand, and walked her very slowly through my situation.

CM: “Wow. I really should get myself a cup of coffee before I try to figure all this out.”

Me: “I will get you a can of Jolt, no doze pills, chocolate bars, or whatever it will take, but please, please, please try to help me out.”

I waited and waited. I watched the CM next to us check in 3 different families as my java-less CM typed away on her keyboard. My kids were thankfully occupied watching Disney cartoons on the 20” television screen in the check-in area with 15 other kids. You’d think a bigger screen with a little more seating might be in the budget? But they weren’t complaining. I was simply growing impatient with my CM who had a fixation on Juan Valdez.

Finally, a response.

CM: “I found you a really great room. Oh wait, I forgot to check on availability for the other nights of your stay.” A few minutes later. “I have good news and not so good news. We have availability for your 7th night, but not your 8th night (this was the good news). While I was checking on your other nights, the really great room I found was taken by another CM (the not so good news).”

Me: “Okay. Let’s go ahead and book the 7th night, and I have faith in you that you’ll find me another great room.”

CM: “Alrighty. I found you another great room, but I can’t book your 7th night for you.”

Me: “I thought you just said you have the 7th night available.”

CM: “We do have the 7th night available, but I can’t book it for you. You have to book it through the Central Reservations Office (CRO).”

Me: “***??” (I’ll keep this clean. Google the term if you’re unfamiliar with it.) “You have a room available, I’m standing in the POR check-in area, but you can’t book the room for me?!?”

CM” “No. I’m sorry. We can only book rooms a couple of days in advance. You can come back on your 5th day and we can book it for you then if its still available.”

Me to DW: “Honey. I need the cell phone. We need to call CRO.”

While on hold with CRO, the CM completed our check-in and wished me luck. Gee, thanks. I get a very helpful CM at CRO and explain the situation. The CRO CM checks and advises that there is no availability at POR for my 7th night.

Me: “***?? ***?? ***?? I start to tell the CRO CM the whole story about the POR CM who didn’t have her mocha latte today, but who assured me that there was availability at POR for my 7th night. Would you please check again.”

CRO CM: “I’m sorry sir. POR may have rooms available that are not available to CRO. Did you try booking the room directly with POR?”

You just can’t make this stuff up. After a few more minutes the CRO CM advises that she somehow bypassed the no availability screen and found me a room. AMEN. “Have a magical stay,” were the CM’s departing words. Let’s hope so, I think to myself.

Its now a good hour after we first walked into the POR lobby. The kids have long left the cartoons and are hanging out in the arcade begging for quarters. Sorry kids, but we’re off to find our room.

For those who have not visited POR, its pretty freakin big. We drive and drive, and finally find the parking area for Alligator Bayou building 34. We find our room and the kids have a knock-em’ down fight as to who will be the first to use the room key to open the door. We immediately set up a room key schedule to avoid future confrontations.

We walk in and DS7 remarks, “This place is small.” Ahhh … I’ve passed down my deluxe resort snobbery gene to my kids. We’re not in the room more than a few minutes before DD questions where her bed is. I started wondering the same thing. What was that thing called again. Oh yeah, a “trundle bed.” I start wondering to myself, what is a “trundle bed?” I recall that last year at the Poly, DD slept in a day bed which she referred to as her “Princess Bed” throughout the trip and took great pride in having her own bed to herself. We start looking for the trundle bed. I wonder whether we need to call housekeeping to bring it over, but can’t quite figure out where it will even squeeze into this room. DW finally points out that the trundle bed is rolled under the bed closest to the door. We roll out what looks like a ¼” thick mattress, barely large enough to sleep Yoda. I keep tinkering with the thing to try to figure out how to raise it so that it is level with the other beds, but the thing won’t lift up. I finally figure out that it doesn’t get raised off the ground. DD immediately plants herself on the mattress on the floor and is as happy as a pig in mud. Good thing because no one else was about to spend the next 7 nights sleeping on it.

The kids and I immediately change into our bathing suits to find Ol’ Man Island and check out the primary resort pool. DW is a trooper and agrees to stay behind to unpack and meet up later. We start walking, and walking, and walking, and walking. I even stop to ask directions (something very much against my nature) because I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. No, I’m told, keep winding around the curves, make a left, and then a right over the bride, and go just past the bar … it’s not much further. In the meantime, we need to jump off the walkways at least 6 times to avoid CMs driving service cars like they are on the Tomorrowland Indy Speedway. Its also been a year since we’ve seen any salamanders and each time one of the kids catch a glimpse of one we’re delayed another few minutes. We finally make it to Ol’ Man Island and I’m pretty impressed. I thought the pool at POR was better than at WL and on par with the Poly. The kids and I are having a great time. DS7 is hitting the slide over and over. It takes a good 15 minutes of counseling, but I finally convince DS5, who is nearly in tears, to give the slide a try. He does and he then hits the slide over and over, but insists that I be at the bottom to catch him each time. I know that he can swim himself to the side, but this is Day One, I’m very proud that he overcame his fear and am more than willing to oblige for now. DD3 is choking me around my neck the entire time we’re in the pool, but I’m having such a good time with the kids I hardly even notice. We’re in the pool for quite a while and there’s no sign of DW. I finally decide its time to return to the room and get the kids out and we are toweling off when DW surfaces. She’s holding the resort map in her hands and says, “I’ve been following the map and looking for this place for what must be 20 minutes. I found 2 other pools in the process. How did you guys find this place?” I smile and tell her we found it no problem.

It must have been around this time when DD came out with a phrase that kept us laughing and laughing throughout this trip. Instead of asking where our room is, she asked where "our hotel is." But instead of saying "hotel," she said "ho-towel." Throughout the rest of the trip, POR was known to us as the "ho-towel." This was quite comical at times when a CM started a conversation with DD and would ask her where she's from. DD would respond, "I'm living in a ho-towel." Maybe you had to be there. It was pretty funny to the rest of us.

We had a dinner reservation at Whispering Canyon Café (WCC) and decided to keep the dinner reservation and put off La Nouba to another time. (Having the car made this an easy decision. Getting to WL from POR would have been no easy feat.) The kids were pretty exhausted from the day of travel and all the swimming. We figured they would have a tough time sitting through La Nouba at this point. We were concerned that they would have a tough enough time just sitting through dinner. We’ve been to WCC previously and enjoyed it. Our dinner tonight blew away our prior WCC experiences. For me, WCC is about the atmosphere and experience, with the food playing a secondary role. The atmosphere and experience tonight was just fantastic. After a short wait at the lincoln log table, we were seated by 6:30 p.m. As we were being seated, the stick horse races were just starting. The gags, the games, and the fun were non-stop after that. We had never seen the restaurant so “on.” Birthdays and anniversaries were being celebrated throughout the restaurant and each was celebrated by the entire restaurant in some different manner or game. I ended up singing with all the dads some buttercup song that had the kids in stitches. I really can’t say enough how much fun we had that night. I had the bbq skillet and it was kinda eh. The histrionics, however, far made up for the food.

We spent the rest of the night tinkering around the WL gift shop, then the POR gift shop, the kids squeezed in some pin trading, grabbed some ice cream at the Riverside Mill Foodcourt, and a few games in the arcade (big mistake -- the boys became fixated on the arcade the rest of the trip). Although there had been some minor bumps along the way, Day One was in the books. We went to bed with dreams of R2D2, Steven Tyler, and Kermit the Frog in our heads.
 
When I couldn't get POR for our last night, I made a ressie at an airport hotel down in West Palm Beach where we would be departing. However, we didn't end up staying there. Our plans changed again as will be described soon.
 
Thanks for sharing; really enjoying it. All this and not a park story yet...I will wait...patiently. Very enjoyable!
 
Great report - you're family sounds just like mine; right down to West Palm Beach airport. Where were you going in South Florida? Looking forward to the next installment.
 
Cindy's Mom said:
Great report - you're family sounds just like mine; right down to West Palm Beach airport. Where were you going in South Florida? Looking forward to the next installment.

Delray Beach and we did make it there before the vacation was over. Stay tuned.
 
jsfein said:
Delray Beach and we did make it there before the vacation was over. Stay tuned.

I had a feeling - my parents are in Highland Beach; hi neighbor
 
From another Jersey family - I'm so glad that we didn't go down last week :) Keep the reports coming! We leave in 5 days for Sea World, a family reunion & Epcot :banana: :banana:
 
Thanks from another one from NJ. :banana: :Pinkbounc :banana:
 
i remember the report from last year, welcome back!! this is gonna be good.....

Claire xx
 
I like it when I'm right;);)

It is good!! :rotfl:

:sunny:
 












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